I have somewhat of an an extensive vocabulary, which I give thanks to an authoritarian father. My siblings and I all have a great command of the English language which has severed us well, but at the same times it is annoying. I have a few friends and in-laws that are not as articulate as myself. For the most part I can tell that I talk over their heads, the glazed look in their eyes usually gives it away. I find that I have to stop mid-sentence at times, and search for a word that they would understand and that conveys what I mean. I try to speak “simple” English with them and my regular vocabulary with others. Sometimes this is like speaking two different languages, or like a forked tongue.
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